Born from blood and sacrafice
A beast with a thousand eyes

In the heat of his breath, do you think he'll come around
Blinding, light, lead the way, Let evil divide

Long are the wings of the storm
Cutting and crushing and coming strong

Unfailing sight his precision is mechanized
Blind, it's fate, holding sway, As you aim for the eyes

Fowl winds blowing, time slow passing trouble seeing clear
Seeking sowing, sleep is coming and the nightmare's what I fear

Death consorting, Ice is forming and the ship breaks away

Born from blood and sacrifice
A beast with a thousand eyes

Unbridling strength, his vision is crimson in the heat of hell, wheel of
Fire, Let death lead the way...